Biracial beauty, strength in diversity,
Two worlds collide in perfect.
Brown eyes, light skin, a mix so rare,
Boldly embracing the heritage we bear.
Roots run deep in different lands,
A blend of cultures, made with loving hands.
We stand proud, strong and true,
Our identity shining bright, a unique hue.
We're neither here nor there,
We're everywhere and nowhere, we don't care.
Our souls resonate with a melody that's rare,
A symphony of colors, a tapestry so fair.
Biracial identity, a treasure to behold,
A story of resilience, of courage untold.
We walk the line between two worlds with grace,
Embracing our heritage, our roots we trace.
So raise your voice, sing your song,
Celebrate the beauty of where you belong.
Biracial individuality and culture
Best of both of our worlds
About the Creator
Wayne Ince
A military veteran that loves to read and write stories and poetry about mental health, love, and horror, and diversity topics. Boring on the surface, but I hope you enjoy my work and discover something more underneath the surface.
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